I hear, yet I do not listen.
The words float through me
As faces wash up on the shore
Of my consciousness.
I walked the surface
Of life-
Now I slide down
The stairs to my death.
I have lost all will to care,
All will to grieve.
I am constantly falling,
Yet I was never up high.
I have not lived life;
Life has lived through me.
I have stopped living,
There is nothing more for life to bring.
There never was,
There never will be.
I am doomed by the cursed hand
Of eternal desolation.